[Chorus: Juicy J]
I want all the kush
I want all the bottles
I want all the cash
I want all the models
I want it all
I want it all

[Verse 1: B. Martin]
Ok, kush, bottles, shut up, swallow
Tonight I'm living life like there's no tomorrow
Got a couple girls in the Benz
And they all got friends, headed back to the condo
And I make all they asses clap, clap, clap, bravo
I want that lottery money
That “please don't say hi to me” money
That 'I could go back to my hometown
And get my city outta poverty' money
Don't lie to me honey, I know that thang fake
Put a candle on that ass, tell her “Give me that cake”, wait
I rep NY, big boy in the big city
Shout out, 5 burroughs, Upstate just ride with me
Now come drink on this bottle, and smoke out on this kush
Now let's fade away, and let Juicy go make it rain on that hook
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